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On a battlefield devoid of gunpowder, countless Zombie corpses left behind green Zombie Fluid on the ground. Many members of the Hope Gathering Place rushed out to collect this Zombie Fluid, as it was the best fertilizer. The Wheat Field within the Gathering Place relied on this Zombie Fluid to survive the winter.
Now, it had become the most precious resource for the Hope Gathering Place. There was no other option, as this Zombie Fluid guaranteed food production.
Moreover, there were those strange Mutated Plants underground competing for resources.
However, that Fellow seemed to have eaten his fill; he hadn’t absorbed any Zombie Fluid from the ground for quite a while.
At this moment, Sun Jiang was the busiest. He had been a Second-Stage Esper for quite some time and could now concentrate large amounts of Zombie Fluid. Yet, facing the Zombie Fluid outside Ruiguan still left him with a headache.
But that wasn’t his biggest concern; what troubled him most was that ahead, more Zombies were dying, and astonishingly, they were being slaughtered by a single person.
Yes, Zheng Yifan was up front. He had discovered the best method to deal with Zombies—using Zombies against Zombies.
Now, he was pushing a Trolley loaded with four Zombie Leaders, all of whom had their arms and legs removed and were bound to the cart.
Zheng Yifan maneuvered through the Million Zombies crowd, effortlessly wiping out thousands of Zombies as if reaching into a pocket.
All he had to do was attract a large group of Zombies and then gently stab one of the recovering Zombie Leaders on his cart with his Silver Spear.
The entire world fell silent; after all, Zheng Yifan had made up his mind—his ears wouldn’t recover anytime soon. He might as well go for a thorough cleansing.
As soon as the Zombie Leader howled, those Low-Level Zombies would be summoned in droves and then eliminated by the sound waves from the Zombie Leader.
Zheng Yifan only needed to push his cart back and forth across the battlefield to clear out the Zombies.
This was a monumental task. Although he could take out tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Zombies at once, his own speed wasn’t that fast. Even with tremendous effort, he could only slowly clear the battlefield.
Fortunately, those Low-Level Zombies had no brains at all. Their last command was to attack the Hope Gathering Place, and they continued to lay siege. Only the Zombies on the outskirts, catching the scent of blood, began to spread out slowly.
However, that was not a problem. Zheng Yifan had already ordered them to stop releasing blood. He often strolled around the bloodletting spots, reaping considerable rewards.
The Zombie Crystal s on the ground were too numerous to collect; they were all handled by the Logistics Personnel behind.
Pushing carts was a leisurely and happy task, but Zheng Yifan did not dare let anyone else do it. The sound waves were like a magical melody; if those Zombie Leaders decided to ambush at any moment, it would be beyond the capability of ordinary Superpowered Individuals to handle.
There was no choice; this arduous task could only be completed by Zheng Yifan.
Meanwhile, those cleaning up the battlefield were quite serious. They had to ensure that all the Zombies were truly dead. These Zombies had been destroyed by sound waves. Although they had turned into puddles of liquid, there would always be some that hadn’t completely melted away, suddenly springing up to launch surprise attacks.
Thus, most of the battlefield cleanup was done by Sun Jiang and those Psychic Manipulation Type Espers. They left no resources behind on the battlefield, loading dozens of large trucks with items carried by the Zombies, mostly Gold and Silver Jewelry.
Now all of it belonged to Zheng Yifan. Although it had slightly regained its value in the Apocalyptic World, limited editions from world-renowned jewelry companies were now worth next to nothing; it would be better to sell them in the real world.
At that moment in the Hope Gathering Place, a chilling atmosphere prevailed. Everyone wore worried expressions; news from the front lines had yet to arrive, but they had already received one bad report after another, along with many recorded images captured by cameras.
They had never imagined that Zombies could evolve to this extent.
Initially, they faced Zombies that were nothing like this when escaping from the city. Most of them were ordinary Zombies, slow-moving creatures whose muscles and fat had not undergone their final transformation.
Now, however, the Zombies were much faster. Their movements were also much more agile. Even more unexpectedly, there was an increased proportion of Second-Level Zombies appearing among them, and Mutated Zombies began to emerge as well. These Mutated Zombies were truly powerful; if it weren't for Zheng Yifan capturing their leaders first,
the Mutated Zombies would undoubtedly have become a nightmare for the entire Hope Gathering Place.
But now that this hurdle has been crossed, what about the future? The Zombies have just awakened from the Severe Winter, having recently begun to gain intelligence and possess powerful bodies, along with the emergence of Mutated Zombies. However, what lies ahead? In the future, Zombies will undoubtedly adapt more and more to the conditions of the apocalypse.
The intelligence of Zombies will gradually increase. Those Leader Zombies possess a basic level of intelligence; after long periods of contemplation, they will come up with many ingenious ideas. Moreover, they can command every Zombie as if it were an extension of their own body. They inherently possess some wisdom to deal with humans.
Although this intelligence is not perfect, it is still enough to keep humanity on edge.
In the Ecological Sphere, the atmosphere was tense. Everyone was stunned by the scene before them, shocked by Zheng Yifan's combat prowess and the fearless spirit exhibited by those warriors.
They had never imagined that the cowards who escaped from the city would also have such courage to fight to the death.
Initially, those who had escaped from the city were not truly brave; the real courageous ones had perished in battle. Only cowards or some lucky Fellows managed to escape.
The Flame Legion achieved this because of the entire Military-Industrial System, due to Logistical Resources, and especially because of Medical Capability.
During combat, they could fight with reckless abandon; as soon as they sustained even a minor injury, they would retreat to safety. The battlefield was relatively secure for them; those who died were merely unfortunate souls caught off guard by Zombie ambushes—most deaths occurred suddenly and left no remains, instilling little fear in others.
Although a few deserters were captured and would undergo internal interrogation, they had already considered themselves lucky to have survived.
As for the Daredevil Squad, they had not yet been sent into battle. This was because most of them were ordinary people; even Superpowered Individuals could not be fully trusted. The mission of the Daredevil Squad was to eliminate enemies on the front lines, not to throw away their lives. That wouldn't be called a Daredevil Squad; it would be called foolishness.
There would be plenty of battles in the future; there was no need to rush into one now.
"A new video file has been transmitted," said a Messenger.
The two locations were not directly connected; many transfers were required, along with manual delivery, making communication quite cumbersome.
This was an unavoidable situation. The restoration work at the Gathering Place was still incomplete, and the new lines leading towards Ruiguan needed to be completely re-laid, requiring the assistance of Zombie Crystal s.
Such cables needed to be custom-made, and Zheng Yifan had yet to order those special optical fibers.
A new video appeared, showing Zheng Yifan using a Glide umbrella to take down a Leader Zombie. This footage was invaluable as it detailed the unique characteristics of the Leader Zombie and shared Zheng Yifan's combat experiences against it.
Everyone's spirits were lifted. Han Rui let out a deep sigh of relief.
The Gathering Place could continue without anyone else, but without Zheng Yifan, it would surely collapse; he was the backbone of the entire Gathering Place and there would be no issues as long as he was around.
Since the documents continued to transmit, things were bound to improve.
Meanwhile, on the streets of Hope Gathering Place, nearly all the Survivors had stepped out of their homes, waiting for news of the war. They hoped to participate in the battle, but this fight did not involve them; only Superpowered Individuals were qualified to join, leaving them feeling sidelined.
Compared to regular military forces, their combat abilities were far too weak. They could easily cause panic; although they weren't a rabble, they were close enough.
For ordinary people to engage in such large-scale battles was essentially a death sentence.
On the other side were hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of Zombies; they couldn't afford to fight with a life-for-a-life strategy.
It was essential to ensure that each person took down hundreds or thousands of Zombies. With limited manpower, they also needed to rotate during combat.
An individual's burst time was limited; they had to kill as many Zombies as possible within that timeframe.
The Survivors felt an overwhelming anxiety. Even those warriors who had brought women back to the Gathering Place were now anxious; they had not been ordered to the Ruiguan battlefield but instead received commands to return with all video recordings and experienced captains who had dealt with Zombies to continue defending Jiang Fangmian.
Because the Zombies in Hansui City across the river were still numerous and had already begun their attack.
Fan Bing had clearly received excellent care, as she was now dressed in a world-famous limited edition outfit from the Post-Apocalypse era, adorned with various luxurious jewels, and had been meticulously styled by makeup artists.
Every woman received such treatment because if the war was won, their future partners would undoubtedly be among these warriors. Perhaps a captain or a battle hero.
The heroes of the Hope Gathering Place were not necessarily dead, for those who had truly accomplished great deeds and survived remained heroes—undeniably so.
For example, Zheng Yifan was the hero in everyone's heart at the Hope Gathering Place, the god of the apocalypse.
The streets were filled with people watching videos transmitted from the front lines. However, these videos had been simply edited, with all critical confidential segments completely cut out. Most of what they saw were scenes of Zombies rampaging and some inexplicably eliminated Zombies.
Yet they still watched with great interest.
What else could they do? Did they think about running away? Don't be ridiculous; there was nowhere to escape to—this was the last stronghold.
Everyone gritted their teeth, focusing intently on the reports from the front lines, waiting for good news to arrive. (To be continued)
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